Uncover the Sun



I found a poem

in the garden

between the watering can

and a row of peas

where the sun

lay glistening


I found a poem

in the park

down the curve

of a slide

and the glee

of a child


I found a poem

under the covers

where my feet

reached past

our warmth

and felt the cold


I found a poem

in my head

but didn’t write

it down,

and then

I forgot every line


But even that

was a poem,

the empty space

that every rhyme


disappears into


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